A Choice

(My Eat.Pray.Love. inspired blog) 

The way I see it a woman has many choices that she makes throughout her lifetime and on a daily basis; what shoes to wear with which dress, what fragrance fits the evening best, which eyeshadow makes her eyes sparkle the most. But, some of her most important choices are ones that impact her life on a more serious level.

Society has a way of masking this fact from us, and if we're not careful we might start to think that things that we really do get to choose, aren't choices at all.

See, in some countries women aren't allowed to choose the person that they spend their life with. They don't date. They don't fall in love. They don't choose. But in this country we are privileged to have the freedom of dating, of finding out what we want and what we don't want. Our intuition speaks to us. It tells us whether it works, or not. Do we always listen? I'd say no. We don't always listen, and sometimes that voice inside that's saying "This just doesn't fit" is outweighed by the ones saying," There's this white dress" and  "perfect shoes"and "All my friends will be there" and "My mama loves him" and so on. We listen to the voices around us instead of listening to the one within~and that's the one we have to live with.

After being close to falling into a hole I've decided that this choice is about me. I'm a giving person and I love to be able to make the people in my life happy, but when I make this choice, when I chose the person that I'll spend the rest of my life with, It will be right, and it will be for me.

I've recently had to say to a very "good" guy that my choice is this.............and little did I know this was a proclamation of the fact that I am proud to exercise this right.

I am so glad that I get to choose and that I realize that this is my choice. I'm in a very blessed season of my life, and I can say that I don't always fit. There's not a lot of people my age that agree with me, but there are those few that have been placed in my life for the divine purpose of offering the support that I need to know that I HAVE A CHOICE, and I provide the same for them.

My prayer is that the exercising of my right will in some way enable someone else that lives in that box to be freed from the bondage of thinking that there is a norm to fit. There is no norm. Create your own norm, because in the end you're the one that lives with that norm.


And so, I'll dance with my hair down